Coal Miner's Daughter Lyrics - Norma Jean

Well I was born a coal miner's daughter in a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler 

We were poor but we had love that's the one thing that daddy made sure of 

He shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar 

My Daddy worked all night in the Van Lear coal mine all day long in the field hoein' corn 

Mommy rocked the babies at night and read the Bible by the coal oil light 

And everything would start all over come break of morn 

Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay 

Mommy scrubbed our clothes on a wash board everday 

Well I've seen her fingers bleed to complain there was no need 

She'd smile in mommy's understanding way 

In the summer time we didn't have shoes to wear 

But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new pair 

From the mail order catalog money made from selling a hog 

Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere 

Yeah I'm proud to be a coal miner's daughter I remember well the well where I drew water 

The work we done was hard at night we'd sleep cause we were tired 

I never thought of ever leavin' Butcher Holler 

But a lots of things have changed since the way back then 

And it's so good to be back home again 

Not much left but the floor nothing lives there anymore 

Except the memories of a coal miner's daughter